"I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.
"Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You're doing things you've never done before, and more importantly, you're Doing Something.
"So that's my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody's ever made before. Don't freeze, don't stop, don't worry that it isn't good enough, or that it isn't perfect, whatever it is; art, or love, or work or family or life.
Adam told me about this story and I read it with interest today. Having written a book (yes, I can finally call it a book) about coming to terms with who and what you are, I also have to think about how that message will eventually be received.
I imagine it wouldn't go over too great at Vogue.
When I had my photo shoot last month with Luke at the Sonoma square, he asked me if I wanted anything retouched. I told him absolutely not. I yam what I yam, right?
a hazardous sadness to the first sounds of someone else's work in the
morning; it's as if stillness experiences pain in being broken. The
first minute of the workday reminds you of all the other minutes that a
day consists of, and it's never a good thing to think of minutes as
individuals. Only after other minutes have joined the naked, lonely
first minute does the day become more safely integrated in its dayness.
I'm a writer and storyteller in Berkeley, CA. If you're wondering where that is, follow the smell of patchouli and skunkweed. There you'll find me with my kickass husband, gorgeous little boy, and manic Lab-Australian Shepherd mix pups. I'm represented by Miriam Altshuler of DeFiore & Co., but of course, my views are my own.